Ah, this delicious night air,' she said, luxuriously sniffing in the coolness. 'Night air and gardening are the great tonics. There is nothing so stimulating as bare contact with rich mother earth. You are never so fresh as when you have been grubbing in the soil - black hands, black nails, and boots covered with mud.' She gave her great jovial laugh.
'I'm a glutton for air and earth,' she said. 'Positively I look forward to death, for then I shall be buried and have the kind earth all round me. No leaden caskets for me - I have given explicit directions. But what shall I do about air? Well, I suppose one can't have everything.'
("Mrs. Amworth")
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Kylie flopped back against the seat again, enjoying the look of disbelief on the vampire’s face a little
too much. “Would you like a name of a good doctor who will schedule your little snip-snip operation?”
she bit out.
He’s not feeling well,” Clary said, catching at Simon’s wrist. “We’re going.”
“No,” Simon said. “No, I — I need to talk to him. To the Inquisitor."
Robert reached into his jacket and drew out a crucifix. Clary stared in shock as he held it up between himself and Simon. “I speak to the Night’s Children Council representative, or to the head of the New York clan,” he said. “Not to any vampire who comes to knock at my door —“
Simon reached out and plucked the cross out of Robert’s hand. “Wrong religion,” he said.
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You had me at 'blood allergy.
David S.E. ZapantaTags: blood vampire zombies allergies undead jerry-maguire
That was probably the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me."
"What? Almost falling in a ditch?"
"No, being carried by a girl.
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I'm not leaving you. We still have a chance."
"How?"
Kayson's voice echoes his hopelessness. He's already given up.
"Hey, as long as we are still breathing, we still have a chance. If you quit, then you're quitting on me too.
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That night, in the dark, dressed to kill, I lost my life—and became twenty forever.
Pat HenshawTags: vampire twenty dressed-to-kill loss-of-life
As usual I was working the graveyard shift—an irony I reveled in—at an emergency call center. What other shift would a vampire feel comfortable working?
Pat HenshawTags: irony vampire emergency-call-center graveyard-shift
You believe me, don’t you? You really do. Why do you believe me? Did Anechka do something to you? Now I owe you; and I may look little, but I know how to fight. I learned by fighting with Hargis. I’ll kick her ass if she hurts you, Lane; just tell me—what did she do? -- Blayne Giano O'hicidhe
Wynter WilkinsTags: fighting vampire protection strigoi blayne lane
Emotions are destructive, Ms. Dillinger. One of two things will happen to you. You will either be hurt and wish you were dead, or you will end up dead.”
Katie stopped in front of the next cooler and checked inside. “I’m human. What am I supposed to do? Just…be?”
“Welcome to the world.
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